That sound,, you never forget the sound of the blades.
My 1st ride from Tay Ninh airfield out to LZ Jamie, North-East of Núi Bà Đen, In Dec 69, Young 2nd Lt, Very apprehensive, A little scared. Loaded up with a pile of field gear. I get to sit on the floor behind the pilot and hanging out the door,, The chopper is loaded including two Donut Dolly's. I couldn't understand how they could be sleeping?? I later found out they were hung over from the prior nites partying. Turned around a got a quick pic with my little PEN EE..
Six months later, I was on a chopper out of Cambodia, laying on a stretcher, I could not understand why with the mid-day temps in the 90t'y, humidity +80%,, Why I was so cold,, I was shivering, all I heard were the blades..
Next thing I knew it was about 3AM and this nurse was taking my temp, telling me everything was OK..
From BANG to the MASH OR in less than an hour.
I love Huey's..